Over the Hump

Its Thursday evening. The Little Man is in his bath, and then it will be homework time. I have hit the treadmill so far every day this week. It feels good. I am sleeping better too-it might have something to do with pure exhaustion, but whatever it takes.
It is still winter outside. It is mind numbing cold, and there is a blanket of snow everywhere. I am tired of it and I want spring. I want daffodils and hyacinths and tulips. Easter bunnies and baskets and dyed eggs and chocolate. I want to be able to wear only a sweater rather than layers and a heavy coat. I am longing for endless sunshine.
However, spring means a wind down to first grade and that the Little Man will be heading off to second grade and that inevitable march towards growing up. He is such a fun 7 year old and I am really enjoying him right now. We have great conversations, although he seems to be one person in the morning before the day starts and another one in the evening. He's my cuddle bunny when he first wakes up, and then 100% boy after school. Today when I dropped him off he begged me not to kiss him-that he's not kissable. I told him he was wrong, and kissed him anyway. He responded by telling me he's wiping my kisses away.
Its these silly momemnts that I treasure as a mom most. I love the happy moments, and the not so happy too. There are times when I am incredibly frustrated, but most of all I just love him no matter what. There are no conditions or strings with my Little Man. I take him and accept him as he is. He doesn't have to prove anything to me, he's just going to be loved no matter what.
I am truly blessed!